is innate to every human behavior
ever since the previous
it can be traced
from the ancient times
like the serpent
who induces eve
just to eat the rotten apple
in order to unchain the trap
because he was envious
i confess
i'm envious indeed,
envious of wisdom
envious of intelligence
envious of great character
envious of power
envious of fame and fortune
envious of affluent
whatever i am referring to
and the recital of facts
completely, i don't care about envy
it has its own dimension
i cannot run after it
nor to run counter from it
i just don't want to conquer
and dominate me then,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem